It's been just over three days since our city was turned upside down in a hail of gunfire. It's been just over three days since our lives changed forever.
I recently remarked to a group of friends that this place is my home. I love it here. When I drive to work on Friday mornings I can feel the electricity in the air. Hundreds of thousands of people are coming here to have a good time, to make memories, to celebrate, to get married, to see things, to know joy and I love every thing about it. In the evenings you can see planes lined up in the sky to land at McCarran. It's beautiful. I took a drive up the strip this morning just before 8:00. It's my favorite time to go... sunroof open, music playing... it is a bright, sunshine filled day... sort of.
Many stories have emerged about that night. Stories about the terror, the missing and the heroes. This is a place of transformation. Las Vegas is always new... except for this week. The windows are still broken, the fences are up, patrol cars are blocking entrances, K-9 units are on the ground and everywhere you look there are solemn faces.
I am sad. I'll be sad for a while. Everyone knows someone directly affected by this. It wasn't a dream but is a minute by minute nightmare for those closest to it.
As each day passes, it's easier to break from the fog and think about the future and what this means to me and our city. As a Practitioner, I affirm that everyone everywhere is Spirit, that Love is the matter from which we are made and that there is good and gratitude to be known always. In the darkest of moments I remember this Truth, that simply God is all there is and that we are in this together.
Stories of the heroes of that night will be with me forever. I am so thankful for their bravery and selfless acts and I stand with our community to honor all that they have done and all that they endured to help in anyway possible. They make Las Vegas what it is... Sincere City. People like Jonathan Smith who, while shot , helped thirty people to safety and Iraq war veteran Marine Taylor Winston who stole a truck to drive people to the hospital. They are not from here but are now part of the human experience that defines this community. Las Vegas is a unique and beautiful place filled with the hopes and dreams of people from around the world. They come here to celebrate with us. I am so thankful to be witness to the love and generosity so prevalent now.
When asked how to get through the pain and sorrow, my answer is simple... embrace and acknowledge your feelings, remember who you are, that you are Love and the very essence of you is Divine. Rest in the warmth of those who love you. If you need help, call someone. Breath and just be.